Li Chengyu looked at the happy family photo online, unable to suppress the jealousy that showed on his face.
Next to him, Su Qin sneered, "What, still thinking about them? Ye Chan wouldn't care about you now."
"Shut up, it's none of your business," Li Chengyu retorted darkly.
"Fine, it's none of my business, I'm going shopping." Su Qin casually touched up her lipstick and walked away, her high heels clicking loudly.
Li Chengyu continued to stare at the computer, unable to stop himself from thinking, if he hadn't made those mistakes, if he hadn't divorced Ye Chan, would he be the one living happily now?
Instead, he felt unappreciated by his father every day, constantly argued with Su Qin, and felt no warmth of family in this home, only an ever-growing irritation.
However, all regrets were too late now; what was lost was lost.
Ye Qiu left this world at the age of ninety, with Gu Mingting, Ye Chan, and their two children crying beside his sickbed, turning into teary figures.
